Age of the Trinity

There was an age of creation, an age of figuring things out, and then there was an age of emergence… When the first cultures began to coalesce. And in that time and as that happened, there emerged certain people within the communities, people who felt the harmony run through their hands. They became devoted to it; fell in love. And felt it back. And then they began to trust, as one who walks on water tests it tentatively, feeling the buoyancy, then tension, and feeling it somehow, there, willing to support. Then these sparse people, sprinkled like love upon the earth, like the first drops of rain on a dry, cracked, but ready earth… These people who could feel the harmony running through their hands like a stream of water, began to grasp hold of it, to take its stream and splash it upon the earth, within their communities, within the forest of trees, and share it out among the willing; for all were willing at that point, speaking dreams to the stars and before the fires. And the energy and its effects began to spread, giving life to the words spoken before the fires, making live the dreams heard under the stars. And with this the heartbeats of the communities began to grow stronger, and they fell in love with their identities, with their peoples; who were their families. And they began to make something of themself, and sing the songs of who they were, to build achievements and wonderments to celebrate it and to celebrate the love they had for all that was life. They built works that would be a testament to their understanding and their passion, and their prowess. They built these for the generations that would come, for any outsiders that might come upon them, that they might understand immediately, that the people here had a heart, had a might, and they were a people worth being proud of. These were the first civilizations. They were small, at first. The development occurred easily within a tiny community, but their desire to last, to create something worthy of lasting beyond their lifetimes, a testimony that they had lived, that was what made them.

And then there was an age where we met each other. At first, we who had been graced by the harmony's extra touch and granted a connection to the elemental energies of the earth were sparse among the civilizations. Human civilization itself was sparse at that time and at first, where there was one there were not likely to be others. But within some time we popped up. As flowers in a field are likely to be the same kind of flowers, so it was within the communities, that where one person occurred with a special connection to the wind, it might occur again in some of his children, but if another person popped up in the same community with a harmonic connection, it was likely to be the same type of harmonic connection.

So we went for a long time without knowing each other, because the civilizations of humanity, equally, went a long time without knowing each other.

And then, after we had grown accustomed to ourselves, and in our idea that the part of the world we experienced was how all of the world must be, and each isolated community was reasonably of the opinion that since they had seen no other peoples, they hadn't any necessary reason to believe that there were other peoples, from time to time they began to run into each other.

At first, because communities worked for their own sustainability, and resources were limited and the amount of use they could extract from those resources was limited, when they ventured a little farther to look for further opportunities, their ventures did not take them very far. They had been very frugal with what they had, so when their needs expanded, they did not have to go very far to find more of it. But when their roads first began to lengthen, and they stumbled upon neighbor communities, their idea that little changed beyond their doorstep was somewhat confirmed. Because their neighbors had grown up in similar environments with similar resources, they had similar lifestyles. And since the communities they found had developed in the same general region, if you will, different fields on the same plateau, they tended to have the same kind of flowers.

Peoples who had a sprinkling of wind people ran into different peoples who had other sprinklings of wind people.

But this was not all there was. And by the time they learned that, they had grown up a little, and become a little set in their patterns and rhythms, thinking their ways were the natural ways, and what they cared about was evidently important and most valuable.

They did not consider in much depth, that there might be some places out there where people thought and cared and strove differently.

I remember when it first happened to me.